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401 | When Adam sinned, through all his race | | | | | | | |
402 | Buried in shadows of the night | | | | | | | |
403 | Lord, we are vile, conceived in sin | | | | | | | |
404 | Let the wild leopards of the wood | | | | | | | |
405 | Ah! how shall fallen man | | | | | | | |
406 | Astonished and distressed | | | | | | | |
407 | God's holy law, transgressed | | | | | | | |
408 | How heavy is the night | | | | | | | |
409 | Can sinners hope for heaven | | | | | | | |
410 | Is this the kind return | | | | | | | |
411 | There is a fountain filled with blood | | | | | | | |
412 | Come, sinner! to the gospel feast | | | | | | | |
413 | Would'st thou eternal life obtain? | | | | | | | |
414 | O what amazing words of grace | | | | | | | |
415 | What language now salutes the ear? | | | | | | | |
416 | Come, humble sinner! in whose breast | | | | | | | |
417 | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor! | | | | | | | |
418 | Let every mortal ear attend | | | | | | | |
419 | Amazing sight, the Savior stands | | | | | | | |
420 | Vain man, thy fond pursuits forbear | | | | | | | |
421 | The Savior calls;--let every ear | | | | | | | |
422 | All ye that feel distressed for sin | | | | | | | |
423 | Return, oh wanderer, to thy home | | | | | | | |
424 | The King of heaven his table spreads | | | | | | | |
425 | Sinners, the voice of God regard | | | | | | | |
426 | Just as thou art--without one trace | | | | | | | |
427 | Ho! ev'ry one that thirsts, draw nigh | | | | | | | |
428 | Come hither, all ye weary souls! | | | | | | | |
429 | Behold a stranger at the door | | | | | | | |
430 | Oh, do not let the word depart | | | | | | | |
431 | Return, oh, wanderer! return | | | | | | | |
432 | Come, weary souls with sin distressed | | | | | | | |
433 | Why will ye waste on trifling cares | | | | | | | |
434 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
435 | To-day,--if ye will hear his voice | | | | | | | |
436 | Deep are the wounds which sin has made | | | | | | | |
437 | Say, sinner, hath a voice within | | | | | | | |
438 | Come, sinners, to the gospel feast | | | | | | | |
439 | Sinner! oh! why so thoughtless grown? | | | | | | | |
440 | Today the Savior calls | | | | | | | |
441 | Sinners, the call obey | | | | | | | |
442 | Destruction's dangerous road | | | | | | | |
443 | No vain excuses make | | | | | | | |
444 | Lo, Jesus is the Door | | | | | | | |
445 | And canst thou, sinner! slight | | | | | | | |
446 | How vast, how full, how free | | | | | | | |
447 | How sweet the cheering words | | | | | | | |
448 | The Spirit, in our hearts | | | | | | | |
449 | Brother, hast thou wandered far | | | | | | | |
450 | Bleeding hearts, defiled by sin | | | | | | | |
451 | Come, says Jesus' sacred voice | | | | | | | |
452 | Sinner, rouse thee from thy sleep | | | | | | | |
453 | When thy mortal life is fled | | | | | | | |
454 | Hasten, sinner! to be wise | | | | | | | |
455 | From the cross uplifted high | | | | | | | |
456 | Weary souls, that wander wide | | | | | | | |
457 | Dying souls! fast bound in sin | | | | | | | |
458 | Drooping souls! no longer mourn | | | | | | | |
459 | O Jesus, thou art standing | | | | | | | |
460 | Go thou in life's fair morning | | | | | | | |
461 | Blow ye the trumpet,--blow! | | | | | | | |
462 | Ye dying sons of men | | | | | | | |
463 | Come, ye sinners, poor and needy | | | | | | | |
464 | Hark! the Savior's voice from heaven | | | | | | | |
465 | Now the Savior standeth pleading | | | | | | | |
466 | Listen, sinner! mercy hails you | | | | | | | |
467 | Sinner, hear the melting story | | | | | | | |
468 | Sinners, will you scorn the message | | | | | | | |
469 | Oh! turn ye, oh! turn ye; for why will ye die | | | | | | | |
470 | Delay not, delay not; oh, sinner! draw near | | | | | | | |
471 | The voice of free grace cries, Escape to the mountain | | | | | | | |
472 | We're traveling home to heaven above | | | | | | | |
473 | Come, come to Jesus! | | | | | | | |
474 | Child of sin and sorrow | | | | | | | |
475 | "Almost persuaded" now to believe | | | | | | | |
476 | To-day the Savior calls! | | | | | | | |
477 | There's a fullness in God's mercy | | | | | | | |
478 | Come to Jesus, come to Jesus | | | | | | | |
479 | Come to the blood-stained tree | | | | | | | |
480 | Rest to the weary soul | | | | | | | |
481 | Come to the land of peace | | | | | | | |
482 | Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat | | | | | | | |
483 | Sweet is the friendly voice which speaks | | | | | | | |
484 | Oh, thou whose tender mercy hears | | | | | | | |
485 | Jesus! thou art the sinner's Friend | | | | | | | |
486 | Lord! at thy feet we sinners lie | | | | | | | |
487 | Jesus, and didst thou condescend | | | | | | | |
488 | When, wounded sore, the stricken heart | | | | | | | |
489 | Oh, for that tenderness of heart | | | | | | | |
490 | Oh, that I could my Lord receive | | | | | | | |
491 | Father, I stretch my hands to thee | | | | | | | |
492 | Oh, wondrous, deep, unbounded love | | | | | | | |
493 | Shew pity, Lord! O Lord, forgive! | | | | | | | |
494 | Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay | | | | | | | |
495 | Oh, that my load of sin were gone | | | | | | | |
496 | Oh, for a glance of heavenly day | | | | | | | |
497 | Why droops my soul, with grief oppressed | | | | | | | |
498 | Just as I am, without one plea | | | | | | | |
499 | Hear, gracious God, a sinner's cry | | | | | | | |
500 | Jesus, the sinner's Friend, to thee | | | | | | | |